Tear-falling Pity Dwells Not In

If It Be Honor In Your Wars To Seem The Same You Are Not,--which, For Your Best Ends, You Adopt Your Policy--how Is It Less Or Worse, That It Shall Hold Companionship In Peace With Honour, As In War: Since That To Both It Stands In Like Request?

That Which Is Now A Horse, Even With A Thought The Rack Dislimms, And Makes It Indistinct As Water Is In Water

O Mischief, Thou Art Swift To Enter In The Thoughts Of Desperate Men!

I Humbly Do Beseech Of Your Pardon, For Too Much Loving You

Parting Is Such Sweet Sorrow